we go a long way back,
from the first day I stepped,
on to this weather beaten track.
The day I began,
when I fathered you from the womb of thought,
I taught you your existence, the purpose,
for which you were wrought.
That moment in time,
the spark of your creation,
was the halo of my enlightenment,
the reason for my initiation.
Tell me though,
why you stick by me?
Is it because my thoughts are your realm?
Or is it because you steer me,
guide me on to life's unreal gleam?
Do you hold my hand,
to lead me the right way,
or is it your blind eyes,
which cling to me for support everyday?
Do you seek, to find my aim?
Or you lean on me for your own strength?
Are you here to help me through,
Or to live on in me, for times length?
Why do you exist, why are you here?
Why is it that our existence is a mutual truth?
For till I exist so do you, and you hold me dear,
Lord, why is it that you cry away my ruth?
You need me to be, I need you too.
we are each others hatch,
dear god every time you make me,
you know you make your match.
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